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‘He can’t come out! Not now!’ I thought frantically gripping my hair, as Russia stared at me amused. His smug grin just made me more furious, the anger ripped through my body like a hurricane. Rage rocked me and clouded my vision … When I was able to grip reality again, Russia was on the floor unconscious. Only Jason could do that to Russia…

‘Damn it! He’s coming! I have to keep him away this time!’, I paced trying to think of calm thoughts.

Our 2Ps always come out when we are at our most destructive moments, whether we’re enraged, losing our sanity, or locked in some dark world (if it’s out of character; Russia doesn’t count). Right now since I was enraged at the guy who hit [y/n] it sank me into my own dark world where I wanted to kill … I don’t usually kill or even like the idea, but when it comes to the people I want to protect … Killing suddenly doesn’t seem like a bad option.

‘And it’s not a bad option, Alfred. Just think of that guy cold and dead, he wont harm [y/n] ever again. We could use the bat like always, hahaha…’ His voice echoed darkly in my mind! He was shaking inside my skull, desperate to get out.

“NO! There is no ‘we’ with you, only ‘I’! And you will not get a hold of me this time!” I yelled at the air, his presence was all around me, consuming me. He wasn’t just in my head any more, he was in the air I breathed into my lungs, he was in the blood that coursed through my veins, he was in my body, taking over.

“Maybe when I finish off our little friend, I’ll take [y/n] out for a spin hehehe… Remember last time? Letting her run around, shrieking for you! Oh the memory gets me every time. Her blood was beautiful too, sweet and crimson. I would like to taste it again …” His voiced faded into his dark chuckle that flooded out of my mouth. He was beginning to get control! He was not going to do anything to [y/n]! I pushed him back again, my hands flinging to my head I stumbled into walls and furniture.

We were in a warring state. He would take control then I would … I remember him, Jason, taking care of the drunken man who hit [y/n]. He dragged him to a deserted ravine and slaughtered him. I heard every scream. Then he went back to the house and began to take [y/n] to the car, his thoughts showed me a movie of his dreams. Morbidly cutting her to let her blood flow, waking her up to torture her into screaming for me, raping her … He wasn’t going to make it a reality!

Once we were home, [y/n] was still unconscious and I fought Jason like no other. He was not going to touch her! Not again! My body flinched and convulsed from the two of us wanting to take over. We almost dropped [y/n] but thankfully I was able to hold on while he let go. Jason didn’t care about dropping her, just her screams… Her tortured voice that brought me pain, but for him, utter pleasure. I was able to get her to her bedroom before my arms gave out from my fight with Jason. I gazed at her for a fraction of a second and the moonlight hit her face wonderfully. She looked like an angel sent from above to hurdle my sins to hell. Her hair shined and gleamed in the light, making her face look soft and innocent. She was so beautiful it hurt my heart and eyes to look at her.

I was in such a state of peace I forgot Jason was still there, when he was able to get control of my head and forced my lips on hers. I longed to kiss her but, this, this I couldn’t do! It was vulgar, it wasn’t consented, it was … Jason kissing her. I could tell myself this, but even so its still me that’s kissing her…. No ‘man’ kisses and unconscious woman! No ‘man’ takes advantage of a lady! I am a man! I am a hero!

‘I’ve had enough of you!’ I yelled in my head, pushing back into the deepest corner of my mind. I had to put him away. He couldn’t hurt her, my angel.

‘ Fine … I’ll let you go for now. I’m tired of this stupid game, but one day you will lose and I will be here. Ready to take over.’ As he faded away, gone.

Fighting a 2P always took everything out of you. I had no strength left, so I fell on the bed with [y/n] who didn’t even realize Jason/ I kissed her. She was so close and smelled of [f/p]… I snuggled closer to her and held her in my arms, the only form of comfort I knew. While I knew I shouldn’t, I couldn’t bear to be apart from her tonight … ‘Ha… So much for taking her to a “fun” party ….’

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.In the Morning.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

When the sunlight lit up your face you were greeted with many feelings as the sunlight blinded your vision. First was the lingering pain on your jaw and arms, definitely bruised from that stupid drunk dude. Second was a pair of arms around your waist. Millions of scenarios came rushing through your head as to what happened after you blacked out at the party; From waking up and drinking too much, being drugged, kidnapped … Until the scent of Twilight Woods graced your nose. You knew who was holding you at this exact moment.

You carefully turned your head to see Alfred, evenly breathing and calm. He was so cool as he slept holding you. It felt like waking up to your husband on an average day … ‘NO! No! No!!!’ you mentally yelled at yourself. ‘Brother, brother, brother … Brothers are not husband material!’ You continued your mantra. ‘This. Is. My. Brother.’

Still your emotions didn’t care. ‘You love him, not like a brother either,’ they sang in your heart but you refused to acknowledge it. You did like being held though. No one had ever done anything like this to you before, so you continued to lay in bed, enjoying every minute of it.

Time passed as you laid next to Alfred, maybe an hour or two had passed before you felt him stirring. Immediately he gripped you tighter, snuggling deeper into your neck. His breath tickled and danced across your skin giving you goosebumps. Then Alfred mumbled, “[y/n]…”

Blood rushed to color your cheeks while your heart danced at the sound of him saying your name. Then, his eyelashes began to flutter open so you quickly shut yours and pretended to still be sleeping.

You felt him ease up off of you, but he still sat right on the edge of your back. His smile was filling the air around you two as his eyes bore into your back. The peacefulness of the moment seemed so surreal, like one out of a fairy tale. You enjoyed the lasting peace, knowing full well that moments like this don’t come around very often. All too soon, the moment was ruined by Alfred … Reaching his hand gently around your stomach to tickle you!

You began howling in laughter with Alfred joining in! It was a tickling fiasco! You weren’t just going to standby and let Alfred have all the fun! You reached to tickle the sides of his stomach really hard, but were only met with a hard body which meant … abs … and another huge blush for you with Alfred laughing even harder!

“Sorry [y/n], but I don’t have any tickle spots,” he smirked “But I do have abs, or were those what you were really after?” He winked and picked up the end of his shirt showing a small piece of his abs and a nice V down his pelvis … The thoughts that entered your mind were too new and too … revealing. You gulped and blushed 10 shades redder!

“Um, definitely not! You can put your shirt down now!” As you reached for his shirt, but his hands were in the way. He grabbed your hand instead and pushed you onto your back.

“Lying AND trying to feel me up! Hahaha!!!! Someone needs to be punished!” Alfred exclaimed as one of his hands gripped both of yours above your head and the other went to your stomach and tickled you again. He tickled the front and sides before getting bored and then put his hand on the inside of your thighs! You howled in laughter, begging him to stop!

“STOP! STOP! PLEEEEASSEE!!!” You howled one last time before he finally stopped. The position he held you in was still the same though. His hand holding yours above your head and his other hand on the inner part of your thigh. Your eyes met, dancing in each other’s pools of attraction, only wanting to think of the other. Then very slowly, he let your hands go and used it to cup your face. His face drew nearer and nearer, almost like yours were pulling him in. No that you noticed, you were being pulled in by his, wanting him to engulf you… when his hand moved up your thigh a little bit, then it all came rushing back to you like a tsunami. Francis … bathroom … blood … fear …

“NO NO PLEASE STOP PLEASE DON’T RAPE ME!!!!” You wailed and sobbed as your body crumpled into a ball. It was all you could do to keep from falling apart at once. That stupid dreadful day … while it wasn’t like the Frenchman actually raped you, you were still scorned by the events. While you were crying in a ball, Alfred could just sit there and stare.

He saved you from a drunk man, rescued you from his other half that would have killed you, saved you from everything he could … But he couldn’t save you from your memories. He never felt so powerless. He wanted to help you, save you from the dark but he couldn’t. Memories couldn’t be fought with muscle or even brains. They had to be fought with happier memories and good feelings. So he picked you up like a small child and cradled you in his lap, rubbing your back and pressing his lips to your forehead.

Alfred hummed, cooed, and shushed trying to comfort you and fight off the bad memories to the best of his ability. You felt a little better after 5 minutes but the tears still seemed to slip out of your eyes and down your face. Alfred used a free hand to wipe the tears away and force you to look at him. He looked deeply into your eyes to the point where you felt vulnerable. As if you were standing naked right in front of him, his eyes held a spark of light that seemed to flood out all the darkness and you smiled, giggling slightly.

Thank God! She smiled. I didn’t know what I would do if she was like that forever, always crying, living in fear … I have to do what I can to protect her! I don’t know how long I’ll have with her. I just wish she wasn’t my sister …. That stupid label. It doesn’t mean anything except that our parents are married and that we live together. We are not blood. Its not incest. Damn it! I … I … she is mine. My beautiful girl! My wife from another life! My heart and soul! She makes me fly when I’m low and makes me invincible when she is mine. Which makes me a hero all the time. I have to be her hero. But I want more …. More time with her, more talks with her, more of her. God! Why did that stupid Frenchman have to touch her?! He knows who she is! Who she is to me … All of it …

It was in that moment of despair that it dawned on me. ‘What if I told her? Told her everything about us and our universe… she might think I’m crazy that’s for sure … But I can’t live like this … Without her knowing who she is and what we are together…’, I pondered the idea over and over as I stroked her back again. I know this girl better than anyone, that’s why I know this calms her down. While time changes and she has different hobbies and tastes, her body is still the same. But each time I get to learn her all over again and I love every one of her.

“Hey, Alfred,” [y/n]’s voice shook me out of my thoughts.

“Sup, dudette? Feeling a little better?”

“Definitly, but I have a question …”

“Yeah? Whats up?”

“I don’t know why but it just came to me that … I was wondering … Can I call you Alfie? I can understand if you don’t want me to, I mean it sounds a little babyish I guess. But I just thought tha-“

I couldn’t help it! I pressed my lips eagerly onto hers, feeling those lips that remind me of petals, her innocence felt through every movement, the taste of her filling my mouth. She is utter intoxication. My tongue traced her bottom lip, teasing and tasting every bit of her while I could. When she parted for her breath, I slipped into her cavern exploring every inch of her. ‘This is my territory!’ I growled in my mind as I let my tongue roam the roof of her mouth and circle around her tongue. I pulled back enough to let her tongue in my mouth to where I could suck her whole tongue, enjoying her taste.

In every life we were in, Alfie was what she called when she wanted intimacy. Whether it was kissing or making love, I knew that name meant getting close to her, my body knew it meant getting her in a way no one else could. ‘My girl…’

You didn’t know why but you really wanted to call Alfred, Alfie … You needed to … Like something stronger than your frame of mind was pleading with your reasoning to say it. “I don’t know why but it just came to me that … I was wondering … Can I call you Alfie? I can understand if you don’t want me to, I mean it sounds a little babyish I guess. But I just thought tha-“

His lips were on yours and cut you off. Instantly you were swooning, but the voice in the back of your head rang, chanting the mantra, ‘BROTHER, BROTHER, BROTHER, BROTHER!!!!!’

You pushed it back as far as you could because you couldn’t even deny it any longer … You liked your brother … a lot more than you should. You loved him. You parted for a breath and his tongue invaded your mouth caressing every bit of you, making you dizzy. When he retreated, you wanted more. More of him touching, more of his tongue… You wanted him to eat you. But once you followed his tongue into his own mouth, his lips closed over your tongue and he sucked and sucked, making you groan and feel tingly between your legs. You wanted so much more than kissing at this point, you wanted him to touch you everywhere! ‘Please touch me, please…’ You pleaded silently in your mind.

Slowly, he put you on your back again and brought his hand up to one of your breasts and squeezed. He brought his other hand up and began massaging both, touching and rubbing, it felt so good that you moaned even louder. The touching built and built, Alfred sucking on your tongue and massaging your breasts made you want friction between your legs. Alfred wanted it too, his pants were gripping him way too tight.

‘I can’t,’ He thought. ‘Not until she knows everything … I have to try… Otherwise, I may lose her forever this time…’

I have no words to express my sincerest condolences .... College has definitely taken its toll on me and unfortunately all of my writing had to get put on the back burner ... BUT! good news is I found/ remembered it! And hopefully this series will be finished soon, once and for all!

But thank you to everyone who has read and will continue to read! Its seriously people like you who help me remember what I love about writing so much and give me passion to write more! Thank you Thank you Thank you so much!

About 6 months ago, I started dating this super cute, nice, amazing, funny, charming guy named Devin. I thought he was so cute and handsome and jus awesome... So I told my friend ...

And she told him that he should date me ...

So he gave me a chance :,)

we started dating around Valentine's Day and had our first dinner date on Valentine's day and our first kiss ^///^

I knew he was going into the Navy but I honestly didn't think that we would be together for a long time ... I thought that we would last for a month, tops. I was wrong.

As the days went by, he held my hand, brought me presents, and showed up unexpectedly at school when he was sick just to see me It was the best and he made me feel like the only one in the world.

I kept telling my parents how awesome he was ... then one day they asked me something that I hadn't thought about ... "What are you going to do when he leaves for the Navy?" ... I was at a blank.

I knew he was going, yeah, but we never talked about us if we made it that far ... I was a little scared to ask about it ... I didn't want him thinking I was jumping into anything ... so I left it alone.

Then came time for Gradbash! We were both seniors so I spent the day at his house before we left ... We were at Subway when he brought it up ... "We need to talk about when I leave ..."

And we did and came up with some scenarios and thought it would be best if we broke up when he left. It seemed smart and reasonable and I thought I could handle it. No boy had ever broken my heart before, so why not?

The conversation continued when we went back to his house ... his head was in my lap when he looked me dead in the eyes and said, "I love you ... Really ... and I don't wanna hurt you. If you want to leave now, you can. I don't wanna be a dick and break your heart."

I told him that I loved him too. And I truly did.So I stayed with him.

Before school ended, I was nominated for an ROTC scholarship at University of Arizona. I received the scholarship on July 4th. He was so happy and proud of me.

Time went on, we played, laughed, wrestled, and everything ... we went on dates and cherished each other ... we went on vacation together ... It was amazing.

My birthday came. August 1st and he wanted to spend the day with me ... my parents let him sleep over He gave me a card that I still cherish ... It says:

Dear (my real name),

You mean so much to me. I wish I could take you with me , you have made me such a better person since I've been with you. Even though it's only been six months, it's been the best six months. I'm not very good at writing sentiments or picking out cards ... So I got this one that says you're 18! I'm sure you already know that. What this card doesn't say is the way I feel about you. Happy 18th Birthday Babe!!~Love Devin

It made my heart swell knowing how much he cared about me ... But time was already out ...He had to leave August 5 ... so we had a party for him on the 3rd. I spent the night with him again.

Each time we spent the night, we were always curled up next to each other ... happy to be together.

On the 4th, he had to leave for the hotel ... but I couldn't go with him. We spent the day together; went to school to say our goodbyes and thank yous, got Dunkin Doughnuts, kissed and hugged some more.

And at 1:20pm he had to take me home. I was crying as he drove me to my house. He escorted me into my empty house ... My dad was at work and my mom was with my siblings at a doctor's office in Tampa.

As soon as we were inside, I turned around, buried my head against his chest as I sobbed. He held me for a while as I started to calm down ... then he made me look up at him ...

The look on his face as he saw what him leaving did to me ... he looked like a kicked puppy ... That face was awful ... He kept making it as he kissed me again and again. Trying to comfort me as best he could.

We kept telling each other over and over again 'I love you' 'I miss you' 'I'm gonna miss you' .... then we parted ...

I walked him to my front door.The door was still open as he hugged me one last time and whispered "Goodbye"...I said "Goodbye" back, tears still coming down hard.He turned and walked halfway down the entry walk before turning around and saying 'I love you ...'

That was the last thing he told me before turning around and getting into his car and driving away.

I closed the door and sobbed so hard after he left. I miss him so much!

We never argued or fought or anything! we are young and haven't had much experience in life but in this relationship that we had, we loved each other.

It was closest either of us had ever come to.We still do.

I'm still crying today ... I miss him so much ... I just keep expecting him to come down the rode in his car saying "Hey beeb! What's wrong?"

I want him to show up and hug me ... telling me that everything will be okay ...

We both feel that if our relationship is meant to be, then it will be. We still plan on keeping in touch ... but not dating ...

It's the possibility that we might end up together again makes me unable to move on from the relationship. I'm not forgetting him. I'm not forgetting the past 6 months we spent together because those were the best days of my life!

I can't picture myself with anyone else ... just him ...Yet, people say that me going to Arizona might lead to me meeting Mr. Right ...But I don't think that's right.I love Devin.I can't move on anytime soon ...

We plan on meeting up together this Christmas ... and hopefully see what's going to happen from there.

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Let's see .... I LOVE Hetalia (but who doesn't?) I love to write and hope to publish my own book one day. I am trying my best to create awesome reader inserts for you fabulous folks out there who loveHetalia as much as I do.

I also draw various things but I'm not as good as others ... T.T I will try to upload stuff but i may not get to it so if i dont ever get to that, I do apologize.

But my main love is AMERICA from Hetalia!!! XD I love him soo much!! But thats just me being a very weird fangirl ...

I am very patriotic and LOVE my country! I am hoping to join the military when I leave high school. If i dont find anything interesting in the military to do as a career (which i highly doubt ... its the military! ^^) i hope to go to college to become either a politician(cuz the government is fucked up right now!!) or an engineer (thats how we can help the economy [there are more engineers=factories in China ...thats why all the work is there] and there is a lot of money in that as well [dont normally care about money but that is just a bonus])

My goal as a politician is to become the First Hispanic Female President of the United States!!!!! XD

((Fun fact: I am actually half pure blood (at least to my knowledge) Puerto Rican and half pure blood (this i know for a fact) Czechoslovakian ^^ if u wanna hear the story which almost weirds me out just message me i dont wanna explain it on hear ... cause its not really about me ... i guess ??))

ANYWAY!I also love Love LOVE Cry (aka ChaoticMonkey) if you do not know who he is click here and embrace his freaking awesomeness!!I also like Pewdiepie too!! <3

Umm ... I really love scary movies (and before you guys ask, NO i do not act like America and scream my butt off when there is nothing on the screen) but sadly i only like the really REALLY scary stuff ... like i wanna see something so scary that i am gonna be afraid to go to bed that night because im scared that the monster is in my closet .... I like those kinds of scary movies but NOTHING recently has been that scary ... just gory and boring for my taste .... and sometimes funny .... ugh .. MAKE A SCARY MOVIE PEOPLE!!!! NOT THAT HARD!!!*sigh* Sorry bout that ...

My favorite food is a tie between Fettucine Alfredo and good old fashioned American cheeseburgers AHAHA~~!!! XDD

I love LOVE dessert!!! ((especially chocolate!!))

Lets see .... um ... I love history (HETALIA AHAHA~~!!) but it is my favorite subject ... its because of this subject that i am re-thinking my political career for that of a history college professor ^^

I do not play videogames ... sadly ... I have tried to in the past but for some reason i cant use the controler right -.- so i resort to watching my older brother play his games ... which is very entertaining at times XD

OH! I have a gorgeous family! My original parents are divorced. I dont get along too well with my birth-mom (too many things to say that i dont want to talk about -.-) but i am a HUGE daddy's girl. Literally my dad is my world. I have a little brother and i dont like him either. So of my direct blood family (not including aunts uncles grandparents etc) the only person i like is my daddy ... this is pretty sad. BUT!! 3 years ago my dad joined eHarmony (yes this is an eHarmony story sorry but this really happened) and i just looked at him with a 'WTF?!' face cause he never does stuff like this ... But thats how he met my wonderful loving step-momma Michelle. She had two kids of her own of whom i consider my real siblings (more than my blood brother). One is older than me by 9 months and he is an awesome big brother! Very cool, popular, and athletic. And the other is my little sister who is so cute but she can have a b**** streak when she wants to ... *shudders* but she is for the most part a genuine sweetheart ^^ she is 11. And the most recent member of the family is my baby brother Gabe who has just turned 2. He is the strongest ... scariest ... most fearless child ... ever ... and i am being dead serious ... its scary .... =.= ...... but he is such a cutie!!!!!! XDDD

My little blood related brother decided to move up North to be with our real mom (THANK YOU LORD!) [there is also a depressing story behind this as well] so now our houseshold consists of my older bro, me, my lil sis, baby Gabe, my mommy, and my daddy XDDD I could seriously never could've asked for a better family~~!! So yeah ... just letting eveyone know ... I am a bitch when it comes to my family ... i like to brag about them and stuff ... like, ever see those insanely family oriented dads who boast and squeal about their children at work every day? ( example: Hughes from Full Metal Alchemist) I am exactly like that when I am talking about my family ... ^^" hehe sorry ....

Now I can't think of anything else to say about myself ^^"

{I am just sayin, if Russiaand America could form analliance=UNDEFEATABLE!}

I also roleplay as these wonderful characters so if you want some "interesting" roleplay stories, stop on by Oliver's Cupcake Factory!!

Sweet and encouraging, people find your friendliness very attractive. You are also fiercely loyal and this can lead you to being stubborn. Often, you need to watch out for people that might take advantage of you, but you usually make enough good friends to keep yourself safe and happy! Your friends recognize your vulnerability and don’t hesitate to support and protect you. Luckily, you make friends easily; your generous spirit inspires them to stay by your side, always. People are attracted to your magnanimous kindness.

What do the Hetalia characters think of you?

Axis Powers

Italy: I love her, ve~! She is the most wonderful girl I have ever met and it makes me want to keep her all to myself! I always feel comfortable and loved when I’m with her. She’s so affectionate~! Heh, if Germany really wants her, he’ll have to compete with this Italian charm, ve~! Ahahaha!

Germany: There is something rather nice about her. She isn’t the smartest or the bravest, but she doesn’t need to be. It is difficult for me to admit this, but I find that she is beautiful inside and out. There is no one as charming and intimate as her. I don’t care what anyone thinks because if she wanted me, I would be by her side always. And Italy can stop being such a dummkopf about my affections for her!

Japan: Ahh, she is kindly! She treats me very hospitably when I see her.

Allied Powers

America: Dude, you could not meet a nicer girl ‘cause she is super nice! She’s like the hero of niceness! Don’t let England tell you anything mean about her though! Y’know, he got into it with her one day over the Epic Hero and she told him to stop being rude to yours truly and refused to back down, so he got pretty angry! He’s extremely critical of her.

England: Annoying git. She’s too nice. And she is way too stubborn. What a pillock. Needless to say, getting along with her isn’t exactly my cup of tea. We have conflicting personalities no thanks to her strange attitude. Don’t get me wrong, I like nice people and I don’t always dislike determination, but I find her gullibility and vulnerability despicable.

France: Usually I’ll settle for disagreeing with both America and England, but I find that I must agree with l’Angleterre this time; her meekness is rather obnoxious. The last time she argued with England, I felt obliged to step in and help him because she just wouldn’t let it go.

China: Such a sweet young lady! I enjoy her presence, though, her obstinacy can be a little over the top!

Russia: An interesting creature. The last time I demanded she become one with me, she refused quietly. When I asked again, she still refused. It is strange. No matter how many times I ask, she always refuses. A stubborn girl. I will break her eventually.

North America

Canada: E-eh? Oh! She is r-really nice! Sometimes we hang out when we both have time off. She’s okay with listening to my problems and helping me out with them, and she actually notices me!

Cuba: Cute girl; she radiates goodness and purity, with a childlike stubbornness. I like her a lot.

Central Europe

Austria: Well, she is very nice, but maybe too vulnerable. Honestly, she reminds me of myself when I was younger and that simply must be what endears her to Switzerland. Something I don’t understand, by the way, is her relationship with him. I think he likes her more than he should.

Hungary: A total sweetie-pie! She makes me smile. No one had better take advantage of her, ever, unless they want to face my wrath.

Prussia: Man, that girl is way too nice to hang out with the Awesome Me! I wouldn’t want to, y’know, corrupt or defile her or anything. And I’d probably hurt her feelings accidentally and I wouldn’t want that! Hungary would beat me up if I ever hurt her feelings!

Liechtenstein: That’s my sweet big sister! She’s always right there for me when I need her. We talk a lot when Switzi isn’t around and she keeps me company. Sometimes she goes out on “dates” with Switzi, but she always brings me back a treat! Oh! And she loves the dress I made for her!

Switzerland: Yes, w-well, um… *blushes* …she is just a very nice girl that I happen to like spending time with. So what if we spend a lot of time together? It doesn’t mean anything serious—well—not really! I don’t understand why people make such a big deal out of it. So what if I like her? Just leave me alone! Oh, and if there’s someone else who wants her, they can get bent because I saw her first!

Poland: She’s like, totally cool! We rode ponies together one time and it was, like, so, like sweet!

Eastern Europe

Belarus: Bah. I hate nice people.

Estonia: Good girl, excellent manners, pure heart; you don’t find many people like her anymore.

Latvia: She is like a sister to me! She’s really nice to us Baltic States!

Lithuania: W-w-wow! She makes my heart race! Every time I escort her, she’s always so kind to me. She sympathizes with my problems with Russia and knows how to make me smile. Every time I see her, I feel like I can bear a bit more or maybe even become a little stronger. We’re the best of friends.

Ukraine: W-well, I heard that she’s r-really nice, but R-Russia won’t let me get near her! D-do you think she would want to be my friend?

Mediterranean Europe

Romano: Bad things always happen to nice people. Which is too bad, especially in her case.

Spain: Ah, yes; we are kindred spirits! She is so mild-tempered and kind that I am always attracted to her. I wish I saw more of her because she is such a sweet girl! I think being around someone like her would soften Romano up as well.

Never ... in my wildest dreams ... would i think that Switzerland would be a good match ..... BUT THIS IS ME TO THE DOT!!!!

About 6 months ago, I started dating this super cute, nice, amazing, funny, charming guy named Devin. I thought he was so cute and handsome and jus awesome... So I told my friend ...

And she told him that he should date me ...

So he gave me a chance :,)

we started dating around Valentine's Day and had our first dinner date on Valentine's day and our first kiss ^///^

I knew he was going into the Navy but I honestly didn't think that we would be together for a long time ... I thought that we would last for a month, tops. I was wrong.

As the days went by, he held my hand, brought me presents, and showed up unexpectedly at school when he was sick just to see me It was the best and he made me feel like the only one in the world.

I kept telling my parents how awesome he was ... then one day they asked me something that I hadn't thought about ... "What are you going to do when he leaves for the Navy?" ... I was at a blank.

I knew he was going, yeah, but we never talked about us if we made it that far ... I was a little scared to ask about it ... I didn't want him thinking I was jumping into anything ... so I left it alone.

Then came time for Gradbash! We were both seniors so I spent the day at his house before we left ... We were at Subway when he brought it up ... "We need to talk about when I leave ..."

And we did and came up with some scenarios and thought it would be best if we broke up when he left. It seemed smart and reasonable and I thought I could handle it. No boy had ever broken my heart before, so why not?

The conversation continued when we went back to his house ... his head was in my lap when he looked me dead in the eyes and said, "I love you ... Really ... and I don't wanna hurt you. If you want to leave now, you can. I don't wanna be a dick and break your heart."

I told him that I loved him too. And I truly did.So I stayed with him.

Before school ended, I was nominated for an ROTC scholarship at University of Arizona. I received the scholarship on July 4th. He was so happy and proud of me.

Time went on, we played, laughed, wrestled, and everything ... we went on dates and cherished each other ... we went on vacation together ... It was amazing.

My birthday came. August 1st and he wanted to spend the day with me ... my parents let him sleep over He gave me a card that I still cherish ... It says:

Dear (my real name),

You mean so much to me. I wish I could take you with me , you have made me such a better person since I've been with you. Even though it's only been six months, it's been the best six months. I'm not very good at writing sentiments or picking out cards ... So I got this one that says you're 18! I'm sure you already know that. What this card doesn't say is the way I feel about you. Happy 18th Birthday Babe!!~Love Devin

It made my heart swell knowing how much he cared about me ... But time was already out ...He had to leave August 5 ... so we had a party for him on the 3rd. I spent the night with him again.

Each time we spent the night, we were always curled up next to each other ... happy to be together.

On the 4th, he had to leave for the hotel ... but I couldn't go with him. We spent the day together; went to school to say our goodbyes and thank yous, got Dunkin Doughnuts, kissed and hugged some more.

And at 1:20pm he had to take me home. I was crying as he drove me to my house. He escorted me into my empty house ... My dad was at work and my mom was with my siblings at a doctor's office in Tampa.

As soon as we were inside, I turned around, buried my head against his chest as I sobbed. He held me for a while as I started to calm down ... then he made me look up at him ...

The look on his face as he saw what him leaving did to me ... he looked like a kicked puppy ... That face was awful ... He kept making it as he kissed me again and again. Trying to comfort me as best he could.

We kept telling each other over and over again 'I love you' 'I miss you' 'I'm gonna miss you' .... then we parted ...

I walked him to my front door.The door was still open as he hugged me one last time and whispered "Goodbye"...I said "Goodbye" back, tears still coming down hard.He turned and walked halfway down the entry walk before turning around and saying 'I love you ...'

That was the last thing he told me before turning around and getting into his car and driving away.

I closed the door and sobbed so hard after he left. I miss him so much!

We never argued or fought or anything! we are young and haven't had much experience in life but in this relationship that we had, we loved each other.

It was closest either of us had ever come to.We still do.

I'm still crying today ... I miss him so much ... I just keep expecting him to come down the rode in his car saying "Hey beeb! What's wrong?"

I want him to show up and hug me ... telling me that everything will be okay ...

We both feel that if our relationship is meant to be, then it will be. We still plan on keeping in touch ... but not dating ...

It's the possibility that we might end up together again makes me unable to move on from the relationship. I'm not forgetting him. I'm not forgetting the past 6 months we spent together because those were the best days of my life!

I can't picture myself with anyone else ... just him ...Yet, people say that me going to Arizona might lead to me meeting Mr. Right ...But I don't think that's right.I love Devin.I can't move on anytime soon ...

We plan on meeting up together this Christmas ... and hopefully see what's going to happen from there.

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